There was a bright red blood stain on the clothes, which was eye-catching, and the position was also awkward.

Zhao District's face suddenly returned to calm, and the colic in her stomach was also left out of her mind, she raised her head and looked at the fifth morning stream, "Do you have paper?" ”

In the end, it was a powerful man, although his face was a little weirdly red, but he still had a cold voice, and calmly replied, "No." ”

Zhao Quanqu pointed to the big tree not far away, and said with a little weakness, "You go there and squat first and help me watch the wind." ”

Fifth Morning Stream: "......"

The sound of squirming sounded, Zhao District endured the pain in her stomach, tore the hem of the clothes, wrapped one after another, one after another, the cyan clothes made her pinch a little wrinkled, becoming more and more soft, a simple and ugly aunt towel prototype was born in her hand, she twitched the corner of her mouth, glanced at the fifth morning stream that was still in the distance, and said loudly, "Give me a little grass and wood ash." ”

There was some doubt in the eyes of the fifth morning stream, but he still did so, casually folded the branch on the book, and crushed it with the true yuan, turning it into ash, but not black.

"Not enough." She looked into his eyes, half-shy.

The fifth morning stream bowed slightly, and continued to use Zhenyuan to help her,,... Pinch the ashes.

"Pour in here." She held the prototype, spread it out in front of him, and said calmly, "Don't pour too much." ”

Fifth, the hand behind the morning stream shook slightly, but his face did not show anything.

One of the two faces is calmer than the other.

"Alright," Zhao said to stop his movements, turning around. Keep tossing up.

The fifth morning stream returned to the tree, and the wood ash in his hand floated out.

He glanced at the sky, his eyes dark. He asked, "Do you need clothes?" ”

Zhao was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the awkward position, "Yes, I need it very much." ”

,………

……

Those who are in the realm of apocalypse can step through the space in one step and go anywhere in the world.

The Fifth Morning Stream Society is the first genius of the younger generation to enter this realm as recognized by the entire cultivation world. In fact, he is already half a step away from this realm.

Many people are speculating about when he will take this half step.

And in the afternoon of this day. This dashing man disappeared into the dense forest with a random step and returned to the Apocalypse Courtyard.

Zhao didn't even see how he penetrated that boundary, the whole person seemed to have entered another world, and her eyes widened in amazement. I haven't come back to my senses for a long time.

Until somewhere on the body the hot and humid sensation became more and more obvious. She closed her mouth in amazement and continued to work hard.

The clothes have been torn to pieces, and the things in her hands are gradually taking shape, she smiled with relief, and said that the handicraft class of the year was not in vain, and this kind of ingenuity is needed at a critical time.

"Jin Wu, come out and block my view."

All around since the fifth morning stream left. The demon clan's eyes looked over again, closely monitoring her every move. The corners of Zhao District's mouth were bitter, and he hated these shameless voyeurs.

Paralysis, I've never seen a girl come to my aunt?!

No, the girl's temper at this time is bad, she took a few deep breaths, and waited for Jin Crow's response.

"Labor....Hey, your aunt is here?" Jin Wu asked stupidly, and then laughed maniacally, "No wonder my face has been so bad lately, and I see someone bite like a mad dog....good... Do not say. ”

Zhao looked at him coldly, the cotton cloth in his hand was about to be torn, Jin Wu closed his mouth knowingly, laughed twice, and then said, "My strong light can only block five people, and the remaining few are..."

"How many realms are left?" Zhao asked suspiciously.

"Above your realm......and above again."

“…….”

"Then I'll wait until the fifth morning stream comes back."

She found a large tree, leaned her back against the root, and slowly closed her eyes.

…….

…….

Apocalypse Courtyard, Qingfeng Pavilion, a dark figure suddenly came.

The fifth morning stream looked at a set of clothes that were still drying in the courtyard, his eyes flashed, he took it in his hand, and was about to leave, when a footstep sounded outside the door.

"When are you going to steal clothes again?"

Jin Mingyue was dressed in a snow-white straight-placked robe, with a wide belt with moon-white auspicious cloud patterns around her waist, and only a piece of ink jade with excellent jade quality hung on it, the shape seemed rough but simple and gloomy. The black hair was tied with a silver ribbon at will, without a crown or hairpin, and a few strands of hair on the forehead were blown away by the wind, intertwined with the silver ribbon and flying, and the end was full of spirit.

Fifth Chenjian glanced at him lightly, did not speak, and prepared to leave.

"What the hell do you want to do when you come back in such a hurry?"

Gu Yan's voice sounded in the back, the Dao robe was worn gray, and his delicate face was full of uninhibited smiles, he stepped forward slowly, and circled around the fifth morning stream twice, gossiping on his face.

"I heard that I went to Confucianism a few days ago, what old debts are you going to pay off, why don't I know?" As Gu Yan walked, he frowned suspiciously, and the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"What do you need to know?" The fifth morning stream said coldly, his eyes were deep.

"Yo, I'll have to think about it." Gu Yan was immediately excited, and the questions in his mind suddenly came up, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

"She's going back to the Red River?" Jin Mingyue said softly, cutting off all of Gu Yan's questions.

In a word, the atmosphere in the room became stiff.

Fifth Chenjian glanced at Jin Mingyue and said softly, "I'm just following the dean's idea." ”

Jin Mingyue smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Gu Yan had a sad face, turned his head, looked at Jin Mingyue, and said dissatisfiedly, "Can you stop mentioning this matter?" What did you do that hurt nature and reason? Is it always aimed at her? ”

Jin Mingyue glanced at him deeply, and said with a negative hand, "You understand, but you don't want to face it." ”

Gu Yan waved his hand irritably, "Don't tell me any bullshit, labor and management don't want to hear it." ”

There was silence outside the courtyard, Jin Mingyue was still as beautiful as jade, not affected by Gu Yan's emotions, he looked at the side face of the fifth morning stream, and said with a smile, "You are injured." ”

Fifth Chenjian met his gaze and said coldly, "So what? ”

Jin Mingyue laughed, looking a little happy, and her figure quickly disappeared in place.

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, a clear and clear chirp sounded, and ten thousand feathers appeared in the air, forming a fan, stabbing towards the fifth morning stream.

"Jin Mingyue, you are taking advantage of people's danger!"

The thick true element filled the heaven and the earth, Gu Yan's face changed, and the thunder and lightning imprint on his palm was stimulated, the sky was heavy, and a purple thunder suddenly appeared.

After the loud sound, the purple electric light slashed fiercely at those beautiful and dangerous spirit feathers.

The sound fell, and the figure of the fifth morning stream disappeared into the house. (To be continued......)